Always have to have it your way.
Really, did you think this was going to be easy?
Love is never simple.
You should know that by now,
Especially by your definitions.
Fortune seems to think you deserve
A second chance,
Even after the mess you made,
Running around with hearts in your hands.
It's going to hurt someone,
Enough that it might never be fixed.
Quite the predicament;
Unless a miracle solves it for you.
Even if you have your choice,
Even if it's "for the best",
Nothing is going to make this right.